So Natalie Portman and Scarlett Johanssen are meant to be sisters. I guess that’s sisters by completely different parents.
Thomas Boleyn and the Duke of Norfolk are trying to become King Henry’s bestest friends by dangling a couple of tasty treats in front of him, namely Thomas’s daughters Anne and Mary. The king is meant to prefer Anne, but goes for Mary instead and only later turns his affections to the former before deciding that lopping her head off is easier than paying alimony.
I was so enthralled by this film that I had a snooze while it was on. All right, it was dull and lacklustre; it was odd to find characters from English history played by foreigners, although I guess when Anthony Hopkins played President Nixon, the Americans desperately tried to recall when Hannibal Lector had been the Man in the Big Chair. Perhaps Bill Murray could’ve played Henry VIII; Morgan Freeman the devious Duke of Norfolk; and Kevin Bacon Thomas Boleyn.
I’m sure the book is better. Probably.